By Ani DiFranco
Date: 5 July 1999

Outta Me, Onto You

Some people wear their hearts up on their sleeves -
I wear mine underneath my right pant leg, strapped to my boot.
Don't think 'cause I'm easy I'm naive.
Don't think I won't pull it out.
Don't think I won't shoot outta me, onto you.

Some people like to talk a lot - including you.
There isn't much I have to say that I wouldn't rather just shut up and do.
I'm gonna miss you when you're gone.  I'm gonna be torn.
Just remember that I love you.  Just remember you were warned.